Oreo: *walks into the kitchen and opens the cabinet* HEY, IRONY, WHERE ARE THE COOKIES?!
Irony: *yelling down the stairs* IN THE FRIDGE!
Oreo: Okay! *opens the fridge and grabs the cookies* *sees the bottle of dressing behind them*
'French Dressing'
Oreo: <-< ... >-> *grabs the French Dressing and walks into guest room* My precious.. I shall name you Francis!
Irony: *walks in* He- WTF OREO?!
A/N: Fft, this really happened this morning, I'm Oreo and my friend is Irony. I seriously found a bottle of French Dressing and went into Hetalia-mode and he found me in the guest room calling it Francis xD
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Wierd Things
FanfictionWierd stuff that flies around my head. Inspired by Wheatley123's Wierd Stuff